"Be careful!" More than 3 meters apart, there are four desks in the middle, and all Yang Xiaohai can do is shout. The thin board broke, not only Zong Zechi, but everyone instinctively dodged with their waists, and at the same time pulled out their respective matching guns. But, it's too late. Although Zong Zeqi bent down and looked up, he didn't know what he was doing, but he looked at Yang Xiaohai.

So, the sharp nails went over the head and went up from the jaw in reverse. Not only did he cut his lips and show his teeth, but he also made four deep scratches on his cheeks. "Ah......h As Zong Zeqi was scratched, everyone hurriedly raised their guns and shot overhead.

But before aiming, the ceiling of the plywood was shattered one after another. I don't know how many infected people are grabbing the heads of everyone from top to bottom.

It happened suddenly, without warning. Yang Xiaohai only felt that the evil wind was coming, he instinctively shook his lower neck, only to feel a strong tearing sensation from his shoulder, and his entire right arm suddenly lost consciousness. Turning his head to the right, he saw a deep bony wound on his shoulder, which had been cracked all the way to his chest. Yang Xiaohai's eyes darkened, and his consciousness suddenly became blurred.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, he forced himself to wake up with another pain. When I looked up, I saw a pair of bloody claws. Yang Xiaohai took a big step back, and his left hand suddenly reached upward, choking the neck of the "infected" who was falling rapidly. The fingers exert force and pull down vigorously.

And the infected person was not slow to react, it was in the air, grabbing Yang Xiaohai's arms and body with both hands. Yang Xiaohai was ruthless, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, and just single-mindedly pulling the infected person to the ground. He then stepped on the infected's ugly skull, handed the saber in his right hand to his left, and stabbed it in the eye socket.

A strong stench filled the air, and Yang Xiaohai dealt with the "infected" who attacked him, drawing his knife and looking at others. In the chaos, I saw Zong Zeqi lying on the ground, twitching and twitching, and he couldn't see it. And on his body, there is a rotten "infected" who keeps scratching.

Zong Zechi's right hand clutched 92 tightly, and white smoke slowly drifted from the muzzle of the gun. glanced at the muzzle of the gun, and found Wang Yingyi lying on his stomach. His mouth was wide open, and he had already died of exhaustion. Yang Xiaohai held the saber tighter.

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Xiaohai swept his gaze left and right. It was discovered that four of the five people had been attacked. Throwing down the "infected" who gnawed on Zong Zeqi, Yang Xiaohai cat's waist ran out. With his left hand, he brushed a "infected person" by inertia.

The black saber slashed, and a rotten, ugly skull with only bones left, clicked, and the back of the head was attached to the back. Yang Xiaohaifei kicked a kick and kicked a withered monster down, then hugged his right wrist with his left hand, and pressed down with a snort of his right elbow. When the rancid smell burst out, Yang Xiaohai spurted out a mouthful of blood "ah".

forcibly used his right arm to pull the wound on his shoulder, which made a warm blood suddenly vent. The tip of the bitten tongue immediately bloomed into a "lotus" made of blood.

The "lotus" was not wasted at all, and as the breath spewed, it was all splashed on the face of the black-clothed man who was sitting on the ground and was stupid. Yang Xiaohai took a look and recognized his own family, Yang Kai. I saw that he was holding a revolver with a thin body, trembling as if he had fallen stupid.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaohai shouted at Yang Kai: "Shoot!" ”

After receiving the order, the courage also regained a few points. Yang Kai closed his eyes, and all seven bullets were shot out. Listening to the "click" sound of the trigger, Yang Xiaohai got up and threw down his family to pounce on the remaining two "infected".

"Bang, bang." A few gunshots rang out, but not from inside the room. As soon as Yang Xiaohai wanted to continue, the two black-clothed guards at the door opened the wooden door and fell to the ground.

"Infected, infected!"

A black-clothed man with a face contorted with fear stammered. The companions around him also turned pale, and they fell to the ground and shouted: "Team Wang, Team Wang!" A large number of 'infected' came up the stairs to kill them. Request support. Apply for an evacuation ......"

Yang Xiaohai's mind buzzed, and the most fearful and worrying thing still happened. Just a few hours after the battle to clear the "Infected", the new monsters have once again attacked the 27th floor. God-damn "infected", why is it endless?

Ignoring the two black-clothed men who fell in, and ignoring the remaining two monsters, Yang Xiaohai jumped a few steps and jumped to the door. With blood splashing on his right shoulder, the office door was finally slammed shut. When I looked back, the black-clothed people in the house were besieging the two monsters in a mess.

Sticks, handcuffs were beating indiscriminately, and a black-clothed man was dragging two leg bones, trying to rescue Zong Zeqi who was crushing the "infected" under him. Who ever wanted to use too much force, and one of them actually dragged two leg bones. The man stared at the gray leg bones for a moment, and then let go of his hands and stood on the spot.

Yang Xiaohai took a few steps to free the "infected" who kept biting. In this way, there is only one monster left in the house. Yang Xiaohai took out his saber from the fallen remains and slowly walked towards the overlapping figures. With a push of his left hand, he knocked a dangling monster to the ground.

With a "poof", the tip of the knife stabbed purple-black body fluids splashing, which just painted Zhang Minglei's face. Lifting the pressed monster, Zhang Minglei took a big gulp of foul-smelling air. Yang Xiaohai sighed and handed the pistol upside down to his hand. "The black clothes are no better than the mercenaries, although they also touch the gun, but the number of target shots can be counted on one hand, cough cough ......"

Yang Xiaohai stared at Zhang Minglei in the shape of a "big" character on the ground, and was noncommittal to his nagging. "So most of the black-clad marksmanship is terrible. "......The nails are pierced very deeply, and they must have injured their lungs."

"Ahem...... I don't have any bumps with you, I just can't get used to seeing someone bullying Cortana. Although she chose Li Quanyi, you know, man, cough ......" Zhang Minglei smiled, coughing, and spit out a bunch of blood foam.

"Don't talk about it, right?" Yang Xiaohai couldn't stand it anymore. Even if he hadn't hung up on the spot, Zhang Minglei would have died of infection. Everyone in the room knew this.

However, Mr. Tian didn't like to fulfill people's wishes, and before the explanation was completed, the cruel reality interrupted Zhang Minglei's will. The violent scratching sound shook the dust off the solid wooden door. I don't know how many monsters have gathered, but without exception, they want to rush in and feast on the fresh blood food.

The faces of the three remaining black-clothed men were all expressions of despair, as if they had already expected the end. "Help me up...... Cough...... Open the door...... Cough...... Throw me out...... You guys...... Ahem...... Run! Zhang Minglei roared loudly. Staccato sentences and blood foam splattered from the mouth, nose, and ears.

The three black-clothed men ignored him, but instead rushed to the wooden door in unison, pushing their shoulders up. In the chaos, Yang Xiaohai did not act rashly. He frowned, his eyes rolling around.

A few seconds later, Yang Kai's scream made the old otaku come back to his soul: "This won't last long, everyone looks up." ”

Several people were already frightened birds, and they were having no master of the six gods, and they immediately raised their heads when they heard the sound. I saw that in the ceiling of the room, there were many ceiling steel pipes inserted horizontally and vertically. In addition to this, there are dense wires interspersed with them. Maybe it's to block the line, that's why it's "suspended", right?

In any case, since the steel pipe structure can allow the tree monsters to "live" for more than half a year, it is bound to allow them to hide! After being reminded by Yang Xiaohai, the three black-clothed people immediately hurriedly climbed onto the desk and jumped towards the steel pipe.

The potential of human beings to explode in a difficult situation is very powerful, from Yang Xiaohai giving a prompt to three people climbing the ceiling, it is only a few seconds. After Yang Xiaohai saw the three of them climb up and spread out in all directions, he lowered his head and looked at Zhang Minglei.

Zhang Minglei held a gun in his right hand and waved at Yang Xiaohai. Then he pointed his gun at the wooden door. "Thanks, brother."

Yang Xiaohai didn't say anything more, but pulled it up on the spot, stepped on the desk at once, and then lifted his breath again, and his left hand reached the steel pipe. Yang Xiaohai was about to endure the pain of using his injured right hand when a bloody hand grabbed the back of his neck. Although it didn't have much effect, Yang Xiaohai still used his upward strength to climb up with one hand. Then he put his leg on the steel pipe, which was suspended about three meters above the ground.

"Hey, buddy." As soon as Yang Xiaohai hung his body steady, he heard someone call him. So Yang Xiaohai adjusted his posture slightly, so that he could face Zhang Minglei who was getting up.

"Be nice to Cortana in the future. If you can, take care of it. She's a good girl. Coughing, he struggled to push the four desks down. When he was done, he aimed 92 at his temple and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang"! After the gunshot, a black-clothed man named Zhang Minglei was completely freed from the apocalyptic catastrophe of the earth star.

There was a "bang", and before everyone could clean up their sadness, the thick mahogany door was torn apart by sharp claws. "Whoa, roar, ......" In the midst of a series of strange sounds, one monster after another stepped on the sawdust all over the ground and killed it. Yang Xiaohai placed his feet on the steel pipe, wrapped his right arm around a vertical steel pipe, and clenched the saber tightly with his left hand. Yang Kai trembled his fingers and stuffed bullets into the revolver.

As soon as the "infected" pounced in, they immediately rushed towards Zhang Minglei's body. Immediately, a strange tooth-aching sound came to my ears.

The office space of more than a dozen square meters was soon filled with a constant influx of "infected people". They raised their arms and scratched and screamed at the four men who were less than half a meter tall.

Yang Kai trembled and finally filled five bullets. I was going to fill in another one, so I merged the revolver to defend myself. But the "infected" directly below him were so excited by hunger that they stepped on the overturned desk and grabbed it into the air.

The sharp claw tips stabbed Yang Kai's ass. Yang Kai shuddered, and the revolver in his hand could no longer be controlled. The cold metal body of the gun bounced off the "intested" a few times in the light of the light, and sank under the dirty feet.

Coincidentally, it happened to fall in front of Zhang Minglei, whose eyes were wide open and was eaten.